Dads are super heroes in little girls eyes. My dad was a smart,hard working man. He progressed in his Air Force Unit rapidly always aiming high like the air under the wings of his aircraft. He named one after me which I have photos of and it brings tears to eyes. No matter how old I get I miss him as though it was yesterday. I Love Love you daddy. Love your Little girl. He got his Heavenly Wings and took flight in a plane crash on hisway home with the brothers he stood ,worked ,and cared for daily. I (his little girl)was always FIRST with him. His caring heart I inherited along with being a hard worker. He was tall inmy eyes and mighty in way of loving me like the massive trains we saw in Cheyenne, Wyoming. Miss you Daddy,MY HIGH FLYING HERO.

Forever MY HERO DADDY,LOVE CYNTHIA
I THINK OF YOU EVERYDAY